The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

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“Sha…” A dark-skinned middle-aged male sailor was about to speak when Miss Fortune interrupted him.

“Raven, as I said, you will call me Miss Fortune on the boat.” Miss Fortune threw an ornament made of a human skull at Raven.

Lei Wen caught the skull and put it carefully on the table: “Don’t throw it around, this is the head of [Silver Dove Pirates], it’s very expensive.”

“I don’t have the slightest interest in this kind of handicraft made of human heads. To me, it’s rubbish and looks like an eyesore.” Miss Fortune kicked her foot on the table, “And compared to my gun, it’s worthless.”

Raven knew what Miss Fortune’s double guns meant to her: “It’s not your fault, mage Vastaya is very difficult to deal with, and I usually don’t provoke them.”

“You don’t have the right to provoke, first mate.” Miss Fortune raised her thigh with her fingers, “I really didn’t find out about those toad people who are doing intelligence in the black market, don’t they know everything?”

Raven shook his head: “I have bought information from three different intelligence merchants, and the results are all the same. When the Seagull set sail, it was indeed Lao Fangyin who took his crew out to sea, but the one who disembarked after returning was Just a young man of Ionian appearance and a man in a cloak.”

“The old tooth marks are probably killed.” Miss Fortune narrowed her eyes. “It seems that our guests this time are not easy.”

“Our people have been monitoring the Seagull around the clock. Except for the mermaid-looking vastaya girl you mentioned who occasionally returns to the deck, we haven’t found anything else,” Raven said.

“It’s impossible for them to appear out of thin air. Even if they drilled out of the bottom of the sea or fell from the sky, they will definitely be able to find some clues.” Miss Fortune doesn’t believe in evil.

Lei Wen tentatively asked, “Do you want to ask the [Pirate King] for help?”

Miss Fortune glared fiercely at Lei Wen, and the first mate hurriedly shrank her neck and raised her hands in surrender: “Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Miss Fortune withdrew her gaze: “There is no need to alarm him about this matter, and the people on the Seagull haven’t done anything yet, and he wouldn’t be interested in telling him about it.”

“I think he will be very happy if we capture that mermaid. After all, he is a rare person. Maybe he will reward us with a big boat.”

“Don’t disgust me. The ghost knows what he will do to that mermaid. Just thinking about it makes me sick.”

Boom, boom, boom!

The door of the captain’s cabin was suddenly pushed open, and a crew member under Miss Fortune came in: “Miss Fortune! We have a clue! We have a clue!”

Miss Fortune’s eyes lit up, she slapped the table and stood up abruptly: “Say it!”

The subordinate looked at the dazzlingly white snow-white hemisphere on Miss Fortune’s chest, and swallowed: “It’s like this, the Ionian man who got off the boat ran to the bounty office to register as a bounty hunter, and his nickname is 【Losha】.”

“Bounty Hunter” Miss Fortune stroked her chin with interest, turned around and looked out the window, “Continue.”

The chest is far away from the eyes, and the hands are a little lostLooking around, but Miss Fortune’s back is already sexy enough, he drooled admiringly and said, “He took on a task of exorcising the ghosts of the Noxus nobles who moved here three months ago.”

“Noxus nobles exorcise ghosts.” Miss Fortune frowned, “Why is this thing getting more and more complicated…”

The subordinate continued: “Last night, he hired a tongue-twisting seagull to deliver a message to the people on the boat. According to the clue given by the gullkeeper, the seagull saw a vastaya woman and a human woman on the boat. These are portraits. ”

Miss Fortune took the drawing paper from her subordinates. She knew the gull keepers. Most of them were actually the Hook Gang, the eyes and ears of [Pirate King] Planck. They were helping people in Bilgewater. The business of spreading rumors while collecting information.

The tongue-twisting seagull also has a name in Bilgewater, called the pencil seagull. Many bards like to bring one with them, because this animal does not know how to draw very well and can draw people very accurately. Source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8″5.;6 is realistic.

In the painting, there are two beautiful women.

One of them was the mermaid girl who had fought against Miss Fortune, and the other seemed to be an Ionian with a stern expression and an outstanding appearance.

“Wow!” Lei Wen also leaned over to look at the portrait, and whistled, “It’s so beautiful. I dare say that the identities of these two women are definitely not simple.”

“You still need to say…” Miss Fortune folded the drawing paper, put it on the candle flame and burned it.

“Do you have a plan?” Lei Wen asked.

“That Ionian man became a bounty hunter, and there are two beautiful girls by his side.” Miss Fortune smiled, “Bounty hunter and beauty, don’t you think these two words refer to me?”

Raven raised his eyebrows. He didn’t know exactly what Miss Fortune wanted to do, but he knew—

That Ionian young man is probably going to be unlucky.

…

Lothar returned to the boat and briefly told Syndra and Nami about her experience.

Syndra was a little unhappy. It should be because Lothar didn’t come back last night. Fortunately, Lothar brought her back a large portion of seafood risotto and a whole blue claw lobster meat. The girl’s mood suddenly improved. Not a lot.

Nami forced a copper herring to Lothar.

“What is this?” Lothar asked.

“Amulet.” Nami said

Lothar was speechless: “Didn’t I tell you that the fortune teller is a liar?”

“It’s better to believe in something than nothing.” Nami insisted, “In short, Mr. Lothar, you must take it with you.”

Lothar sighed, feeling deeply how superstitious the mermen are, kicked the copper herring into his chest pocket, and Nami smiled with satisfaction.

“So can you complete this commission?” Syndra sat on Lothar’s lap, enjoying her big meal.

“It’s a bit troublesome. I went to the intelligence dealer to buy some intelligence before I came back, but I didn’t get much.” Lothar took a sticky grain of rice from the corner of Syndra’s mouth and threw it into his own mouth, “That Emr There’s probably something wrong with Sir Don.”

“What’s the problem?” Nami asked with concern.

“He’s a noble from Noxus.” Lothar knew that Nami and Syndra couldn’t understand him, but he wanted to speak out to clear his mind, “The nobles from Noxus will move to Bilgewater It’s a weird thing in itself, and it’s not a good place to be.”

“It’s rotten.” Syndra’s mouth was full of lobster meat, and her cheeks were bulging. “It’s dirty and smelly. I really want to overturn this place.”

“I think it’s very lively here.” Nami blew hard on the small octopus balls that Lothar brought for her. It was too hot for her who was afraid of being scalded. “But they should really pay attention to hygiene.”

Lothar smiled: “That’s why it’s very strange that a pampered nobleman has no reason to move here. The environment is not good, and there are many desperadoes. Even with guards, it may not be safe, and…”

“And what? Huhuhu…” Nami finally mustered up the courage to eat a small octopus ball, holding it in her mouth and blowing continuously.

“And I didn’t see his family crest.”

“Family pattern”

“It’s the symbol of nobility, which symbolizes the identity of a family.” Lothar explained, “Nobles have this thing, and they will never abandon it under any circumstances, but I didn’t see his home in Emerden’s house.” pattern.”

It was not easy for Na Meili to swallow the small ball. She picked up the second small ball with a bamboo stick and brought it to Lothar’s mouth to feed him: “Then what are you going to do, Mr. Lothar.”

Lothar stretched out his head and ate the little balls: “Change the angle.”

“Change the angle”

“Since we can’t find anything suspicious about Emelden in Bilgewater, let’s find out what happened to him in Noxus.”

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Information is everything.

Information is power.

They determine the direction your sword is pointing, and your gun is aimed at [resource;source’ group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5′, 8” 5”; 6” target.

Wrong information is the source of all destruction.

—— Swain